Friday, February 18, 2005

How's He Building In There

"This page is real dandy. How on earth do you do it?"

Why, thanks for asking. You're not the only one. You're not the only one with mixed emotions.

First, this page yer looking at is hosted by Blogger. You sign up for a free account and a blog page is set up real easy. They also supply this page's template. That's why it looks so pretty. I had nothing to do with it.

So your page is set up. Now you want to put stuff on it. Easy. Log into your Blogger account and "create post." Type something witty and wa-hey, its published on the web for you automatically.

For pictures I set up a free Flcker account. Flcker is a place you can put photos from your computer to the web. Its a bit like having another c drive. Flcker's especially handy because there's a button on their page which connects you automatically to your Blogger account. Both services get along well with each other. Flcker and Blogger kissing in a tree....

For advertising revenue (Yes, I get a little bit. True dinks) I've set up an account with Google Adsense. To get the ads on my page I've had to cutandpaste a little bit of html code into the template in my Blogger account. With Adsense on your page, Google pay you a little bit of money whenever a visitor to yer site clicks on one of the ads on your page. Look to the right side, yeah. There they are. Give 'em a click. C'mon!

To count the people who come to my site, I use Statcounter. I prefer using this service because it was the only free invisible counter I could find and you can set it up to count on more than one website.

For free Scrabble I can only recommend the Internet Scrabble Club where my name is gopies.

My fave computer game at the moment is Harpoon. For downloading music/games/programs I use Shareaza and mostly visit The Pirate Bay to pick up bit torrents.

My fave pirate rock band is The Decemberists.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

All Hail The Gay Messiah

Catstronauts, originally uploaded by glennpeters.

Gee, haven't done much on this and But I Want an Interesting Job in the last few days. Why? Cos' for the past week I've been hunting for crocodiles in the Melbourne water system. Fruitless work. Saw some ducks though.

Went to see Rufus Wainwright on at the Manchester Lane jazz place on Sunday night. Stunning performance. Just Rufus, a piano, a guitar and an incredibly gay, skin-tight Italian, retro police shirt. I don't think I've ever heard a more gobsmacked crowd. When Rufus sang, we were silent and when he stopped we went ga ga. I've been fetal ever since. Beautiful, beautiful show.

And what are these cats doing? Getting ready for space travel, sir!

Friday, February 04, 2005

Political Materials "Dangerous"

A golfer yesterday, originally uploaded by glennpeters.

Just got back from watching the Heineken Golf Classic at Royal Melbourne (Australia). The disclaimer on the back of the ticket is incredible.

"You cannot bring the following items into the venue: weapons, flares; fireworks; explosives; smoke bombs; illegal substances; alcohol; poles; step ladders; musical instruments; horns; banners; flags; animals (except for official guide dogs); signs; balls; frisbees; any politcal, religious or race related materials; or any other dangerous items."

So there you go. Protest against Australia's shabby treatment of its nationals in Guantanamo Bay, our abhorrent refugee policy or even the scourge of slow-playing golfers and security will throw you out of the golf course.

As far as "religious or race related materials" goes, would that include the wearing of a turban?

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

I'm So Proud

This is brilliant. Just found out that in 2001 I was put on a list which appeared on a North Melbourne footy website listing "media bastards and bitches that run our club down..."

Here's what a reprobate called "Darky" reckons about me.

"The unlikliest of sources brings another contender...

Melbourne's "InPress" freebie magazine. Some turd called Glenn Peters on page 71 (2/5/01) has an absolute bitch about Carey and Pagan and how much he hates our club, in his weekly column.

Just a few hints Glenn :
1. You are not a music journalist
2. You are definietely not a sports journalist
3. Your 15 minutes of nowhere-near-fame is a weekly column stuck next to the classified ads in a free newspaper that gets picked up, scoured over for five minutes, and chucked in the bin or left on train seats. Life has passed you by, you little shit.
4. In return for your apparent hatred of Wayne Carey, you are so insignificant he will never know you are alive. How does that make you feel... hate, hate, hate and you will never get a bite back.
5. If you're gonna write for a free magazine, try Beat or MX, loser!"

I protest. While I agree with most of point 3, I have to tells ya, I'm not too little.